Chapter 245 The First Ghost King

It is basically impossible to carry out large-scale strategic actions in the game Hero Invincible. No matter which country or guild is equipped with professional-level investigators, no one's every move can escape the other party's eyes. Once the war fog in the level 6 map is lit, it will no longer be covered. Therefore, when the emperor led the people and horses to the Japanese town group, the Korean guild below also began military operations. All the teams gathered at the entrance of the town group, which seemed to want to fish in troubled waters.

"Big boss, do you think this group of Korean sticks will take advantage of the time we attack Japan to steal our city?" Di Feng is a little worried.

The emperor laughed and said, "I know this better than you. I have contacted their boss in advance. It doesn't matter how the two sides fight in the future, but today there is only one purpose. Gather the three countries of China, the United States and South Korea, and clear the town group from the 6th-level map. Moreover, the boss of the stick also agreed to my proposal."

"Oh, I can't see that you are still quite politically intelligent. Even the Korean stick has been fooled by you." I smiled and said, "Be careful. There is no guarantee for a verbal agreement like this."

"Well, I know."

"This 'KO' seems to be a large game guild in Japan, right?" Zhang Mu glanced at the one-star team of Japanese players who were also marching under the strategic map.

The emperor nodded and said, "Well, KO ranks 17th among all the guilds in Japan, but their main force is not in this level 6 map. Most of the troops stationed in this map are some advance troops. The strength is not bad. The average combat strength should be about 23,000, and it will not be difficult to deal with it.

A player suddenly said, "What I'm most worried about now is that they can't come out of the town. If they attack the city, even if the troops dominate, they will suffer a lot."

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "If you encounter a shrinkage, leave it to me to deal with it."

During the conversation, everyone has become closer and closer to the Japanese town group.

In this group of people, except for Zhang Mu, everyone else seems a little excited. Although the scale is relatively small, at least it can be regarded as a small 'national war'.

"Brother, I'm waiting for you to perform. Don't let me down." While talking, the fat man simply moved his chair to Zhang Mu's side and was ready to watch the battle.

Zhang Mu lit the cigarette on his hand, took a sip, and said, "There should be no ornamental surname. According to the emperor, there are no masters in this town group..."

"What if there is a master? Can he beat you~" Longgen dragged the chair over in a good way.

Time flies, and it's already 10:30 in a blink of an eye.

The first and second echelons led by the emperor, the emperor and Zhang Mu, as well as the first and second echelons of 'Paradise' led by Chris, instantly bumped into the battle space with dozens of players in front of them.

At the same time, the players of the South Korean town group also began to move this way one after another with their own one-star team.

A few minutes later, rows of 'bat brush screens' appeared on the screen. There were damage in China, the United States and Japan, among which the player lost the most.

In fact, the Japanese KO guild is not as weak as the emperor said. The average combat strength is about 25,000, and some elites even have more than 30,000 combat power. Then again, the combat power is just to digitize the player's comprehensive strength. When it comes to the battlefield, players with low combat power are very likely to defeat players with high combat power. Like a few unlucky people I met, the combat strength was about 27,000. Unfortunately, these unlucky people were shot into hedgehogs without even touching the edge of his troops. I have to say that my long-range cannon fodder was too strong.

"Twelve, don't be stunned, rush in with me to demolish the city." After killing the four players, I shouted, and Zhang Mu immediately followed him. Both of them were about the same speed, and they solved a battle in 3 minutes.

The fat man sitting aside and watching laughed wildly: "I'm really sad for these little ones... When I meet you and the two perverted madmen, they don't even have the courage to take the initiative to attack, hahahaha~"

In the face of Zhang Mu's powerful troops, 90% of the Japanese players have lost the courage to resist. Other arms are ignored. The 7-level arms alone, 240 units of dragon cavalry are enough to kill all the long-range arms in seconds. The powerful troops cooperate with Zhang Mu's fascinating work, and the one-star team has completely become a road crush. The machine hit one and one died.

The battle lasted for about 20 minutes, and the most frequently appeared on the screen was the hint that the 'only master' and the 'twelve-winged angel' killed the 'so' hero. The two people seemed to be in a competition. They left their own army early in the morning and ran straight to the town, like two bright steel forks stabbed a piece of milk. Cheese.

On the other hand, South Korean players were also involved in the battle with Japan, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

When I killed the 13th player, the remaining players were smart and scattered. Some went offline, and some shrank into their own towns. At this time, there was no one around Zhang Mu, but he was fighting with an elite with a combat strength of 30,000 in the battle space.

"Wow, I finally learned to be smart, and I didn't take the initiative to hit me." I shook my right hand, took the water cup handed to him by the pattern, and clicked into Zhang Mu's battle space to watch the battle.

"Let me see how far this twelve-wing force has reached. I'm so busy."

"Eh?!"

I and everyone in the only studio were all stunned. They looked at Zhang Mu's hundreds of high-level arms in the picture. There was a 'cluck' in the prince's throat, and his face turned blue in an instant.

"How is this possible? How can he have so many 7th-order arms..."

My face was not very good-looking. He gritted his teeth and said, "This boy is really good at lying. His combat strength is definitely more than 70,000!"

Everyone was still in a daze. At this time, Zhang Mu came out of the battle space.

A row of bright red words appeared on Zhang Mu's screen: "Twelve, what is your combat power?"

"It's exposed~" Deng Jie took Zhang Mu's arm with a smile.

"Well, this..." Zhang Mu was about to make up a bigger lie to the original lie. At this time, two famous ghost generals and heroes came from afar and instantly involved Zhang Mu in the battle space.

"Twelve-winged angels, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"You are..."

"Have you forgotten that we met on the second-order map? You took away the title of my 'Top Ten Heroes'."

"Second-order map, oh... I remember... It turned out to be you, a Japanese boy with bad breath. No wonder the name is so familiar..."

Libra appeared, Zhang Mu 58%, Yokota 42%.

"Your strength is good, but it's a pity that I still have the advantage. You are dead." Zhang Mu said it was easy, but there was some tension in his heart. The other party's troops were not 'good' but very strong! At least the same level as me! It's even better!

"I didn't expect that I had been in isolation for so long, and there was still such a big gap between my strength and yours..." Yokota's gloomy face, as the 'first ghost king' of the KO guild, actually had less than a little advantage in the evaluation of Libra, which was too big for him.

Looking at Yokota's troops, Zhang Mu sneered and said, "Nonsense is meaningless. If you want to fight, just fight!"

Zhang Mu's strength: 1700 divine shooter, 1100 lizard shooter, 1500 long-horned evil spirits, 240 golden bulls, 1100 royal war vultures, 500 poisonous dragon kings, 810 penitent priests, 300 evil god kings, 240 dragon riders, 5 dragon flies, 6 giant lizards, heavy crossbows. ( Marching tents: dragon flies, giant lizards) Yokota troops: 11000 skeleton axes, 3000 resentment spirits, 400 dragon flies, 300 giant lizards, 300 bulls, 2000 vampire princes, 1200 shadow ghost swordsmen, 300 crown corpse witch kings, 12 skeleton warriors, crossbow cars.

The fat man exclaimed, "My God, 11,000 skeleton axes? It's the first time I've seen someone accumulate such a large number of skeletons... Brother, can you do it? Be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

"This Japanese player is so strong... Brother Mu, do you know him?" The smile on Wei Yang's face faded.

"I know, I also had a fight with him. At that time, he was on the second-order map. At that time, he was one of the top 10 heroes... This guy is developing so fast..." Zhang Mu grabbed his hair distressedly.

To be honest, he really doesn't want to fight this battle with Yokota. As the saying goes, two tigers must be injured. His troops have just taken shape!

The only studio - "Fuck! How could there be such a pervert?" The only Guan Kill couldn't help swearing, and he was quite depressed. Since he was mixed with the frozen silkworm half a month ago, the masters have sprped up one after another from the ground like bamboo shoots. He used to be a twelve-winged angel and my eldest brother, but now he has come out of Yokota. If he goes on like this, won't he be reduced to A second-rate master?

I didn't think much about it, but clapped my hands and smiled happily: "This is a good show. I know Yokota... One of the top backbones of the KO guild, nicknamed 'First Ghost King'. Haha, twelve wings and twelve wings, now you are ready to bleed a lot. No matter how much fighting power you have, you will return to the solution immediately after this game. Put it in front! Hey hey~”

"It seems that the Twelve Wings really met their opponents this time..." The prince also laughed with me.

... Most of the players on the battlefield were attracted to the battle between Zhang Mu and Yokota. They had a very tacit truce and retreated to their own troops.

On the one hand, it is China's leading 'four clan master', and on the other hand, it is the Japanese 'first ghost king'. The gimmick of this field battle is at least twice as exciting as the duel between Zhang Mu and Ben in the arena! The reason is very simple. The dead arms in the field can't be resurrected... At the beginning of the battle, Yokota pressed the pause button. He was very nervous and secretly blamed himself for his recklessness.

Tokyo, KO Club.

"Mr. Yokota, what's wrong with you? Haven't you always wanted to take revenge on this 'twelve-winged angel'? Now is the opportunity!" The man who spoke went to the Internet cafe a few months ago to attract Yokota to join the club, but he did not return to the 'KO Foreign Minister' Takekawa after seeing Yokota's defeat.

Yokota clenched his fists and muttered, "From the display on the Libra, I have a great chance of losing. I didn't expect this Chinese to be so strong..."

Takekawa pondered for a moment and said with a strange face, "Do you want to..."

(to be continued)